"Curse you!"
Montgomery shouted angrily and slammed his palm on the ground.
A beautiful, six-pointed magic circle appeared below his feet, glowing with a soft blue light. It looked like a portal to another world.
At that moment, six weapons rose from the magic circle—one of them was a sharp spear, while the others were a sword, bow, axe, staff, and dagger.
Montgomery snapped his fingers with a loud crack, and the weapons stabbed into the ground around Beowulf in a perfect circle.
And then, the weapons started glowing in beautiful, holy gold light that illuminated the night, and then, six golden chains shot out from the weapons and wrapped around Beowulf's body, binding him in place.
"Six Circle Magic, Cruciatus!"
Beowulf tried to rip the chains with his physical strength, but immediately realized that it was impossible to do so.
'My magic is being drained.'
Beowulf felt his mana pool depleting at an insane speed.
